the day you killed yourself

demo no. 623

outsider (prod. meatball48)

Walking down into fog 
and I don’t wanna do this 

Breaking down cause it’s hard 
And will you help me through it 

I don’t feel my place 
There’s no purpose to this

Lookin back in a race 
And I don’t wanna do this 

Walking down into fog 
And I don’t wanna do this 

Breaking down cause it’s hard 
And will you help me through it 

I don’t feel my place 
There’s no purpose to this

Lookin back in a race 
And I don’t wanna do this 

Walking down into fog 
And I don’t wanna do this 

Breaking down cause it’s hard 
And will you help me through it 

Everybody goes 
And they wanna know 

Nobody likes to show 
Act like I don’t know 

Everybody goes 
And they wanna know

Nobody likes to show 
Act like I don’t know 

Everybody goes 
And they wanna know

Nobody likes to show 
Act like I don’t know 

Everybody goes 
And they wanna know

Nobody likes to show 
Act like I don’t know 


I don’t feel my place 
There’s no purpose to this

Lookin back in a race 
And I don’t wanna do this 

Walking down into fog 
And I don’t wanna do this 

Breaking down cause it’s hard 
And will you help me through it 
♾️♾️♾️♾️♾️♾️♾️♾️♾️♾️

Halloween Fog

BREAKFAST ROUTINE (demo) (prod. miércoles)

Fallen Stones

Kobain

This track takes Blade Runner and slices it into something new—distorted fragments that pull you into a futuristic dreamscape. The chopped sample rides on top of deep synth work, blurring the lines between nostalgia and a dark, hopeful future. It feels like you’re walking through a forgotten city, neon lights flickering in the rain, the past barely holding onto the edges of the present. There’s a rawness here, with influences from Vangelis, Aphex Twin, and Radiohead pulling you deeper into this eerie yet somehow comforting space. The experimental sound design, bending and twisting, takes you off guard but still feels grounded. It’s a mix of cold, metallic elements softened by emotional undertones, leaving you thinking about what was, and what might have been, long after the beat fades out.

Sailing - With A Horse

https://dandelionhands.bandcamp.com/

calm down
there's really no way
to know
if we'll be okay

goodnight

this dream feels like misdirection
did you put something in my drink
my hands are weeds and my face is melting
i don't think this is normal
i wasn't like this before

dandelion hands - goodnight / acid dreams

oh i was watching over you, ignoring your last breaths out of resentment.

In A Dream I Had

Somewhere towards the end of the 20th century government sponsored agencies began an experimental attack upon the citizens of numerous cities and towns throughout the postindustrial nations of the world. The reasons and the effects at that time were questioned as well as the validity of the questions raised towards such events. In the midst of these events individuals and groups began to develop theories and documentations of these anomalies, known since as the chemtrail  phenomena, and publish these findings in blogs and personal publications. From the inner sanctums of the conspiracy and from the most insightful fringes of the theorists arose a hybrid of propaganda and mysticism.

Sailing - With A Horse

chemtrails